Who is it?
Rachel
Rachel! Mackenzie's long-time nemesis, she blushed as she could see her nude form, even though it was hardly for the first time.
"Hi Rachel," Mackenzie tried to make small talk to avoid the awkwardness, and turned to walk away before she felt Rachel walk up to her and grab her ass.
"Nice day, isn't it?" she continued massaging the redhead's posterior.
"Y-yeah..." Mackenzie stuttered back, "I didn't know you liked girls..."
"Oh stop, bestie!" Rachel cattily pshawed at the suggestion with a red face, "she's just my cousin from Russia - we were greeting each other!"
"Well," Mackenzie tried to pull away from Rachel, "I should be going."
"Don't be in such a hurry," Rachel stopped her in her tracks, "the drone will catch up anyhow!"
The drone! Rachel knows about the drone?
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